15 lipca 2020
Not-Things
In a pair, they were flying:
two monarch butterflies.
Hither, thither-
Fluttering in synchronized wings.
There was a Stark effect
in silhouette. The fever rises
in the bush. Someone streaks
in the street after moon
Let us stop the mouths-
to remain open. A missile flies
above your head aimed
for the burial ground.
A nascent star screams.
There was yellow blood
on your hands. You had
squeezed the young fruits.
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